Time somebody told me
That I’d lost my flair
That I couldn’t do it anymore
Because I’d show how I feel
I’d flip up my hair
Complain all night
Say it wasn’t fair
That I’d rather be uptight
Time somebody told me
That my behavior needed to change
That I’d never make it out there
That I needed a target for which to aim
Though all my arrows landed far off the range
If only I’d listened
This world can be so strange
If only I’d payed attention to the stars when they glistened
Time somebody told me
Doors don’t permanently close
If I just reach for the handle
Maybe I’ll see
As the door creaks open
Maybe I’ll finally realize
There’s never ending opportunity
May 23
May 23, 2026 at 9:53 AM UTC
people die always,
journals go unwritten and words go unsaid
all of us leave something undone,
something blank, something bland
your family will stare at the journal
for hours, imagine the works you had no time for
and maybe some words were meant to be said, maybe they would’ve kept you, made you laugh
so stay
lie in bed all day and forget to eat
cut yourself and swallow whatever fits
keep yourself quiet and deal on your own
or hopefully don’t, but if you need to in order to stay,
stay
May 23
May 23, 2026 at 9:44 AM UTC
i bought a bird in a cage
with the intention to set it free
i hung the cage on the tree
and opened the door wide
the bird looked at me
and did not move
i sat there, it sat there
we sat there
for hours
the wind came in and out
bugs went in and out
the cage swung
the bird waited
it did not move
i coaxed it out
with promises of berries and leaves
it left the cage
and sat on the floor
still
still it did not move
it sat on the floor
and waited
i waited
it waited
we waited
the crows gathered
circling the little bird
waiting for me to leave
so they could seize the opportunity
but i waited
it waited
they waited
we waited
the bird hopped
it hid in bushes
it climbed on a branch
it looked at me
still
still it did not fly
it began to get dark
the crows got closer
it was time for dinner
for me
for it
for them
the bird looked at me
coaxed me with fear and love
to let it back in the cage
i let it go back
i closed the door
it was safe
it was still
it was home
he had never learnt how to fly
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 1:38 PM UTC
I think she loves me, or at least tried to, considering I'm all she's got, but I think I hate her. It's awful that she forgives me for all the days I can't stand to look at her, and when I do ask for feedback, she only whispers kindness.
It's okay, though, I won't leave her, or at least I'll try, considering she's all I've got, but once I forget, she'll leave. It's awful that I try to ignore all the reminders of her pain, but acknowledgment only seems to rekindle her spark.
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 2:28 AM UTC
Somewhere along the drive, the music stops
The pain starts
I really try, but can't think of anything good or of use
The chills start
I review my availability and make the appointment
But the end is worse
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 5:39 PM UTC